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In the eyes of many friars, her behavior is shameless, and she is just a virgin in the holy land of northern geese.

But because of her saint's identity, all people put their anger on their hearts, and they dare not show any anger on their faces.

Fear!

Many people know how powerful Lin's influence is in Tianlong city. It's really a careless person who will cause trouble.

Ling Hao glanced at them lightly. Most of them were human friars. He couldn't help but feel sad for them.

In those days, the human race was the spirit of all things, controlling the rise and fall of the great world of Taihao.

Now, it's this gesture!

Ling Hao came out and looked directly at the virgin Qinghuo and said, "there are still two places. Why do you use power for personal gain?"

If before that, the holy woman of Qinghuo would have a grand explanation, but because the son of Sanskrit came out to stir up, she felt that it was no longer necessary.

Qinghuo's Saint looked at Ling Hao with a funny look at the fool, covering her red lips and shaking her smile. "I said are you really stupid or fake stupid?"

"The question is I have the right, do you?"

"Use power for personal gain. That's right. Today, I want to use power for personal gain."

She said so bluntly, at this time, all the monks who did not sign up showed their anger, which was just rubbing their faces on the ground!

I don't know what this woman's face is made of when she says such unfair things in such a dignified way!

"She is in vain a saint."

"Is it true that I have no one to insult my people so much?"

"It's a big deal. We'll spread her story after we go out, and make her a bad reputation!"

"Well said, that's it."

Ling Hao sneers. This woman is clearly not afraid of these things. A typical dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. However, he wonders why such a person can be called a saint?

It's just defiled the word saint!

Indeed, the holy lady of Qinghuo is not afraid of these things at this time. The Lin family is powerful. She is also a famous holy lady in the north Wild Goose holy land, and most of these people are people.

"How dare you to use power for personal gain!"

A cold voice came from the outside. It was a woman with a nice voice and a domineering tone.

All eyes turned away.

A few meters away, a woman in a yellow dress came. She was followed by many women.

The yellow blouse woman is slim, holding hands, and gradually approaching. Many people are marveling at her appearance.

The moon is closed and the flowers are shy.

Queen of the moon!

Yan Yuexin is the head of all saints in the north Wild Goose holy land.

In order to restrict the saints and daughters, Beiyan holy land sets up a superior person for the saints and daughters. No matter their strength or talent, they are all outstanding!

"If I didn't hear that, I still don't know that you, a 52 ranked saint, dare to do so!"

Hearing this, the holy lady of Qinghuo was already frightened to lose color. She quickly knelt on the ground, her body trembling.

Drops of sweat fell from her forehead.

"The queen, spare your life. I'm wrong. I really know it."

She kept kowtowing. Every time she knocked on the ground, there would be a sound. We can see some strength.

"I don't know who gave you the right."

Yan Yuexin smiles coldly, kicks down the holy lady of Qinghuo.

However, Qinghuo's Saint did not show her anger. Instead, she climbed over again and begged for help with Yan Yuexin's trouser legs.

"Is your brother a genius?"

"No."

"Who are you going to give the other place?"

"I My friends outside. "

"Can't these people sign up in your eyes?"

"Yes, they are all human beings..."

PA!!

Yan Yuexin raised her hand and slapped the virgin of Qinghuo.

She smiled, pointed to Ling Hao and others, then looked at the Qinghuo saint who knelt on the ground and covered her face with her hand, and shouted: "the cultivation world never looks at the race. The human race is also a monk in my eyes. There are only two kinds of people in the world, the strong and the weak, regardless of race."

"Your baby brother is the garbage in the garbage in my heart. I feel dirty on one foot. You are the same, understand?"

Yan Yuexin is a demon. She was instilled with the concept of the strong and the weak since she was a child. She would not generalize. If no emperor Taihao created the way of cultivation, then why could the later generation have all kinds of creation?

Now you start to despise the human race?

She dislikes those who fall into trouble!

"This monk of the human race, I have a look at him. He is a Taoist priest with six aspects of heaven."

Yan Yuexin pointed to Ling Hao and said with a smile, "holy daughter of Qinghuo, your brother is just the realm of sun and moon."

"He's a hundred generations better than your brother."

At last, she looked at many monks, bent down slowly, and said apologetically, "you guys, it's my empress's lax discipline that makes you laugh. I'm here to apologize to you."

"What I want to say is that Beiyan holy land can only speak with strength."

"The last two places were originally first come, first served, but after such a change, it would be impossible to count them again."

"In this case, you 130 people can compare their talents here. The first and second is to sign up for Tianjiao conference."